And the caravan is painted red and whiteThat means ev'rybody's staying overnightBarefoot gypsy player round the campfire sing and playAnd a woman tells us of her waysLa, la, la, la...

Turn up your radio and let me hear the songSwitch on your electric lightThen we can get down to what is really wrongI long to hold you tight so I can feel youSweet lady of the night I shall reveal youTurn it up, turn it up, little bit higher, radioTurn it up, that's enough, so you know it's got soulRadio, radio turn it up, humLa, la, la, la...